He stands infront of the classroom with nobody beside him but our class teacher who is standing in the very corner.

He looks around at everyone with a soft smile playing on his handsome features. "Good Morning Everyone, how are you all doing?" His gesture was so welcoming that everybody started replying like each and every soul, even the overly introvert behind me who never opens her mouth is yelling that 'she is doing great'.

"That's great" Ayaan smiles at everyone and even slowly chuckles in a decent manner when they say 'exams are killing them' and 'how it has ruined their weekend nights'.

"So, I am Ayaan Yusuf Khan, owner and CEO of the Khan's enterprise and your instructor for a day. Any questions can be freely asked and I will try my best to reply all if possible" he gives everyone a welcoming smile, eyes roaming on everyone so they keep their attention on him and I am squeezing my fingers nervously as if he is going to expose infront of everyone.

"Sir?" Everybody snap their head towards the voice which was coming from the other corner when I see whose the voice belongs to, my eyes rolls till the back of my head. She is a type of girl who talks dirty things so loudly that those who are innocent and pure minded will also know about mature things because of her. And I am one of them cause she sits right behind me and describes how great her night was but now is sitting on the other side with her minions.

"Yes?" Ayaan takes a step forward to listen to her question carefully "First of all you look so handsome like a model I never thought our lecturer will be so handsome!" She chirps like chimpanzee and her minions cheer her up unaware of the fire ball sitting few steps away from them who is ready to slice their neck with this scale. Ayaan smiles at her with a nod "So my question is Are you single sir?" She blinks her fake eye lashes thinking that she will look cute. Can I throw up on her face?

When she sees our teacher glaring at her warningly she shrugs innocently "Just wanted to know how you manage to handle the loads of work and your girlfriend if you are not single, but if you are single then that's great...maybe I will have a chance...um in your company of course " she grins at him who is looking at her with a calm look as if he was used to these questions.

"Well, Sorry to disappoint you Ms, but I am married" I am sure even if they say the world has split in to two and soon they are going to die they wouldn't gasp like the way they are gasping now.

"W-what? You are married?" She looks at him with wide eyes "you look so young!" She whines but Ayaan does not reply to that "how does your wife look sir?" Like me you bitch!! Why do you want to know?! God freaking hell!

I look at the dying girl beside me with my boring eyes "my heart broke before it was joined how can he do this to me! Who the hell is that lucky women?!" ya allah...my friend looks on the verge of crying "shut up Layla he looks old ofcourse he is married" I roll my eyes but look at Ayaan who shakes his head while chuckling at some sentence which because of this women beside me I did no hear what they said him.

"You wife—" he cuts her off before she could get more frank with him "we are not here to talk about my private life, are we?" He raises his eyebrow without knowing how hot he looks at the moment.

I should have choosen pink or yellow color when he asked me what he should wear! Why the hell did I choose black?!! Now die with jealousy because of your own deeds.

She mumbles a sorry and sits finally leaving him alone and soon he starts talking professionally about how he manages his time and how he was sent to hostel when he wad kid and how an introvert he was and the whole story which bought tears in my eyes before was said again but with less information because they should only know what and how he build the drowning company of his father and not that he is very distant with his parents. Because of spending half of his life in hostel.

The introvert beside me sniffs at his story and blows her nose and I cringe at that sound.

"So yeah without struggles nobody can become the best even if his or her parent is the richest. If he or she wants to take the lead of what their parents have created and how will they do that? With their brilliant mind and how are they going to build their mind by studies" he takes a book from the first bench and points at it.

"Your studying about business, and business does not only deals with how to sell and how to bargain it needs all the thing you studies in these 3 years in your university so remember when you learn, learn with interest and understanding and do not force things in you mind" when he completes with a smile everybody claps their hands to overwhelmed by his speech.

My cheeks are hurting from smiling so much, so proud of my husband motivating so many people. And in the back of my head I am now starting to plan what I should do after my college, even though I know it is only temporary effect I've got because of the emotional speech.

"So now I want you guys to open up and tell your plans for future and why you have chose this field" every body groan and whine at this not wanting to be the centre of attention and the biggest groan came from me cause I know the humiliation is going to start now.

"Yes? Anybody who is willing to volunteer and speak out" he looks around everyone and his eyes lands on me, he raise his eyebrow with a smile as if asking me if I want to and I look at him with wide eyes but soon he breaks the powerful eye contact.

"Is he flirting with you even after being a married man?" I hold my heart when Layla whispers in my ear "huh? What do you mean?" I gulp but do not make any eye contact with her "I saw him staring at you for the third time...like right into your eyes. Girl he is married, his wife is going to curse on you if you become his mistress" she already starts her assumption and I slap her arm at her bluntness.

"Okay since nobody is volunteering let me choose" and again everyone whines and I am looking everywhere but him so he does not choose me "you..." I secretly peek only to feel my heart jumping out of my chest when he points at me.

Ya Allah! No!!

I blink my eyes when I see him staring at me "yes Ms....you" he smiles on my way and before I could stand up another voice comes behind me, I snap my head behind to see a girl already standing and looking at him with a bright smile "hello Sir, I am Hannah Joseph" she looks so happy and only I know how revealed I am feeling now. God I was about to die from holding my breath for so long.

"Yes Ms Hanna, Can you tell you friends how and why you chose this field and what you wish to do further?" He takes a step forward so he can hear her and I am cursing on myself for not being a first bench student.

She nervously fiddles her fingers "well, My dad is a businessman and since he did not have any son to look after his business and that he wanted his heir to take upon his work he asked me to study business when I had something else in mind but after a year in this college and after studying for a year I've got more interested and forgot about the other passion I had and now if I remember how I fought with my parents that I will not take business because I am not interested and I feel like I fought for my friends and not for me because we planned to study together after high school and now I am happy my parents helped me choose something which is worth" she smiles at Ayaan who does the same.

"I hope you do your best further in life" he smiles at her in an adoring way and I feel like telling him 'enough husband that much of smile is enough'

"So next who wants to share their incident like Ms Hannah did?" He looks around and after few seconds his eyes lands on me, not again " yes you Ms?" He points at me and the first thing I do is turn around and look to not make a fool of myself.

But my friend elbows me "he is calling you idiot" I look at him with wide eyes and squint my eyes with a subtle head shake telling him not to do this with me.

When he waits for me to stand up and talk, I curse under my breath before dusting my Abaya and standing "your name?" I roll my eyes at his audacity...god I can clearly see the enjoyment in his eyes.

"Kinza" I reply and again my friend jumps in and glare at me "tell your full name idiot" freaking hell!! Now what should I do?!

"Kinza?" He raises his eyebrow waiting for me to expose myself "umm Kinza yu-um Kinza Khan" i know the girls must've noted down his name so I do not say the full name.

Layla looks at me confused cause that was not my full name 2 months ago.

"Ms? Or Mrs?" Everybody laugh at that and I so want to run and punch him on his handsome face "you can call me kinza sir" I roll my eyes annoyed at him "okay so Kinza tell me and your friends why did you choose this field?" Girl Speak normally he is not going to eat you so calm down and speak.

"Um there is nothing interesting about me choosing this field. I have born seeing my Abbu sitting on a comfortable seat and ordering other and I used to mimic his action when I was kid and from that time I wanted to become like him, doing nothing but being called a boss. That's what I thought when I was kid but as I grow up and as I saw my father and my hus—" I cough to make my words which should not be said invisible

"Umm As I saw my father spending half of his time in the laptop and even getting sick because of that I took the field he chose just to help him getting down the loads of work he carries on his shoulder. And that's how I ended up joining in this field" I truthfully speak and Ayaan gives me that smile that always melts my heart and the ways he is staring right into my eyes is flipping my heart and he does not even know what he is doing unknowingly.

He wets his lips and breaks our eye contact which holds so many words "That's great, I hope you will become as great as you father" he smiles at me and I return bitting back the grin and giving him a small smile.

"Ohhoo your speech was amazing! are you perhaps trying to impress him? Girl he is married—" I kick her leg to shut her up "I know that" I keep my eyes on the other girl who is talking about her experience, I can't hear anything, still not getting down from the high I was feeling when talking infront of everyone.

After asking about two more peoples experience he stops and takes a step back, finally standing a little far from the first bench.

"I hope you enjoyed this section and those of you who were not able to share about your experience I apologise I was not able to give many chance to speak because we have already exceeded the time they gave us, Anyways Campus interview will start soon, students will start their future from this campus and some after leaving this campus but I want every single soul present here to not waste these years and take a full use of it by applying to a job and if you have enough wages saved you can start your own business in a proper way even if it is selling home made soaps it is a job, do it perfectly and you will see your profit soon" with a smile he completes it and everyone claps their hands grinning at him.

"Thankyou sir!! I want to work in your company!" One girl yells from behind "ofcourse you can, interview will be taken and the best will be chosen..give you best and your working as an intern in my company" he buttons his coat and takes another step back and soon our class teacher rushes towards him. I squint my eyes to hear what she is telling him that is making him laugh and giggle so muchh.

Because of my class being a chatterbox I can not hear a word. I turn to look at my friends who has turned her whole body behind to speak to the girl behind us.

I pick my empty bottle and tap Layla's shoulder "I'll go fill my bottle" she looks so into the talk that she shrugs with a nod and does not company me like she does always.

With my eyes on Ayaan who is a little bit far from us I get down from these big stairs to go fill my bottle and to hear what lame jokes my teacher is cracking that is making him smile so much.

"AMMI!!" I gasp and scream on top of my lungs when my leg tangles with the bag which is layed on the floor, with a loud gasp I stumble many steps and fall on my butt. A yelp leaves my lips and everyone gasps with me when I fall.

But soon the familiar scent which I am used to hit my nostrils and arms holds "Ya Allah" I yelp holding my back which is hurting like shit...Embarrassment level 3.

Again I hear people gasping, thinking that someone else also cracked their butt I look up to see all staring at me and two muscular arm wraps around me. My eyes stinging with tears because of the humiliation I am feeling. But my eyes widens when I see Ayaan just few inches away from me. His face so close and he quickly brings his hand up to cup my cheek.

Ayaan face shows real worry as he stays close to me rubbing his palm up and down "god...how did you fell? Is it hurting?" What a question?! He notices my glare and mumbles a sorry.

"Where is it hurting?" My bum, but I can't say that "umm b-back" he slides his hand down to rub my my lower back he holds my hands tightly in his "Is the pain that bad?" His forehead creases in worry and he wipes my tears which are flowing without my permission.

I shake my head but peek at the gawking students who are looking at us wide eyes "this is so embarrassing" I mumble against his chest and he chuckles at that, I try to stand up but ya allah I think I broke my hip bone.

Ayaan helps me to stand up holding me in place "ouch my bum" I press my lips together realising what I said but hear him let out an amused chuckle he shakes his head telling me with his actions 'Girl you're unbelievable'.

"Do you want to sit?" Another yelp leaves my lips when I realise I have injured my ankle really bad that I can't even take a step "My leg" not able to take the pain and embarrassment with frustration I hit his stomach because it's all because of him, but the thing I forgot is the place I am standing in but soon I realise it when I hear another gasp.

Inhaler's are in demand now. Why are they gasping so much?

"Kinza! What are you doing?!" My teacher glares at me ignoring my pain but only seeing that I gave this young rich businessman a punch "Sir. I apologise in behalf of her, let me help her you can take rest sir" before she could snatch me away rudely from Ayaan, he stops her.

"It's okay, I can help her and is classes over for them? Do they have anything after this or they can go home?" He asks her and she looks at him confused but nevertheless replies "The classes our over sir" he nods and turns to look at me "let's go" he mumbles and gently rubs my waist but brings his other hand up to wipe my tears.

"Stop crying Sweetheart...Can you walk? Or we do you want me to take you to the doctor?" He asks so softly that anybody can melt at his voice, I nibble on my lower lip not knowing what to reply. But hear everyone whisper what he unknowingly said 'sweetheart'. "I thought he is married?" Someone whispers loudly but Ayaan ignores them and only looks at me waiting for me to reply.

"Umm I-I can walk" I mutter under my breath he hums and holds my hand and guide me to the door but with so much difficulty "w-wait my bag" I blink my eyes at him.

He looks over his shoulder "can anybody pass Kinza's bag?" And I can hear chaos behind me "here sir" one girl breathes out as if she won this race. "Thankyou" he mumbles before throwing the back on one side of his shoulder but soon his assistant rushes "Sir.." he takes the bag from his hold and holds it tight but passes a smile to us.

Ayaan nods and before I could take a step he speaks "Someone asked that they want to see my wife, Well, your wish has come true, Kinza Yusuf khan is my wife and I hope you take care of her when she comes tomorrow without bombarding her with questions" he exposes me and warns them with that look that can make anyone nod their head and I bite my lips and hold his coat tightly and soon everyone gasps at this new unexpected information.

I said Inhalers are in need at my college.